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At the Blood Drive by vkitty9

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©2004-2019 vkitty9
...Alucard peruses a menu.

Char (c) Kohta Hirano.

Inspired by "And Shine Heaven Now" doujinshi.
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daylight-calling Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
I just gave blood yesterday, too xD
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madoxp05 Featured By Owner Aug 2, 2004   Interface Designer
Now where to store all the blood after its been sucked out ;)
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vkitty9 Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2004
Hmm..that is quite a dilemma.
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vkitty9 Featured By Owner Aug 7, 2004
^___^
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madoxp05 Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2004   Interface Designer
Quick, I saw a bunch of Coke C2 bottles out in the trash... ^^'
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lupinsansei Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2004
*LOL* Thats funny!

But you'd think he would have reservations to the place :*LOL* :D
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vkitty9 Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2004
:D Quite!
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Silver KissGutless wonder, that I am
My life portrayed is but a sham
None on my tongue but full deceit
Seeks to drain and to deplete
The stores of patience worn away
I cannot do but shun the day
A cavernous hole where once my heart
Did its best to play the part
Of unfanged lion, gentle sheep
But what of kindness did I reap?
Once in error did I stray
Veered off then without delay
Now it burns to walk the path
That lifts us from the hellbeast's wrath
I'm locked up here to sew the seeds
That deliver none but weeds
The Master blows his hunting horn
And bounds away, etern'lly folorn
The dark has turned our eyes to fire
And in these lies forever mired
With silver shackles on our wrists
Such graceful pain, for sin I kissed.
I'd give it all to get it back
But stay I will, in ag'ny wracked.
DissectionToday I am pinned to that rubber mat
My eyelids closed so tightly
As I await the scalpel.
Praying for chloroform to still my palpitating heart.
I am the subject of deep scrutiny, as
My flesh is peeled back,
Exposing a myriad of nerve endings,
Tissues, veins, that I never knew I had.
The small, sharp scissors
Cut deftly through my breastbone,
Shoving it aside, tossing my lungs
Over my shoulder in the tradition
Of Vikings.
Snipping past the arteries that have been
Dyed to aid my executioner,
To trace through my inert form,
Mon corps nu.
Liver, kidneys, heart, pushed away
In that search for what no scientist
Has ever been able to bottle:
The soul.
Frustrated, the hands and blade move on
Past my exposed jugular, esophagus, trachea.
Perhaps if there is no solid soul, a lobotomy
Can be performed, and the essence of mind
Extracted!
My eyelids are cut away and I am forced to regard
This automaton of science,
So heartless and cruel to strip away muscle and leave
My pride bare and white a
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